Hey everybody! Sorry that I haven't updated in a while. Literally every Friday, I have an exam or two so I'm constantly studying every week. On top of that, I always have assignments and quizzes every week as well, so my classes are pretty hectic. Luckily, my semester is almost over so I'm almost done! Anyway, thank you all for your patience and continuing support. They always give me the motivation to continue writing. So, here you go!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yuri on Ice.
Four years later…
Four-year-old Victoria sat at her kitchen table doodling pictures of her family. Her mom, as usual, was preparing dinner for when her dad and brother come home.
The silver-haired girl snatched her recent doodle, jumped off her chair, and ran to her mom.
"Mamasha!" Victoria exclaimed excitedly. "Look, look! I drew a picture of you!" She held up her drawing proudly.
Her mom paused in her cooking to look at the picture. A smile formed on her lips at the simple yet colorful stick figure.
"That's very good, Victoria. I'll pin it on your corkboard later, okay?"
Victoria happily nodded. She turned to return to the table until the front door opened. The girls twisted their heads to see Victoria's father entering the kitchen.
"Oh honey, welcome home!" the mother greeted with obvious affection.
The father smiled back and kissed his wife. "Hi honey."
Victoria ran back to the table, grabbed another of her doddles, and ran to her father.
"Papasha! Papasha! I made this for you!"
He took the offered paper and looked at the drawing. He grinned down at his daughter while ruffling her hair. "It's very pretty, little snowflake."
"Is Victor not with you?" mom asked while searching for her only son. Her husband usually picked up Victor after leaving work.
"I thought that I should bring Victoria with me to pick up Victor this time."
He knelt down to Victoria's level. "Do you want to see your big bratan figure skating?"
Victoria's ice blue orbs sparkled with excitement. She always wanted to know what figure skating looked like ever since Victor described it to her. He made it sound like it was the greatest sport ever. She was also excited to see her brother perform his most favorite hobby ever.
She nodded her head. "Yeah!"
Her father chuckled. "That's my girl." He stood up. "Grab your coat and let's go."
Before her could finish his sentence, Victoria dashed to the front door and grabbed her coat from the coat rack. The parents laughed at their daughter's eagerness then dad walked after Victoria before she could leave the house.
They arrived at the ice rink ten minutes before Victor's practice ended. Victoria's dad held her hand as they walked inside. The frostiness of the ice rink nipped at her nose. She ran to the wall when the instructor called out her brother's name to perform a few jumps before practice ended.
Victoria stood up on her tippy toes to see over the edge but it wasn't enough. Seeing her predicament, her father lifted her up in his arms so she could see. Her eyes lit up when she saw Victor do spinning jumps flawlessly. Even though there was no music playing and his movements seemed random, they flowed together effortlessly.
Victor bowed after his performance. His instructor clapped, praising his work. "Excellent work, Victor. That's it for now everyone! We'll continue next week. Have a great weekend!"
Victor quickly said bye to his friends then skated to his father. His eyes sparkled when he saw his little sister wave at him.
As soon as their father set her down, Victor wrapped his arms around Victoria in a crushing hug, lifting her off her feet.
A wide grin spread out on his face. "My sweet Victoria! You came to see your big bratan figure skate?"
Victoria giggled as he nuzzled her cheek. "Yeah! You were so cool!"
Victor's grin grew larger at his sister's compliment. "Thank you."
Their dad ruffled Victor's hair in greeting. "All right, you two. Let's head home. Your mom most likely finished dinner by now."
"Okay."
Victor reluctantly put down his sister and ran to the locker room to change out of his skates to regular shoes. They all made it safely home and ate dinner together.
Victor and Victoria were getting ready for bed. Victor finished brushing his teeth when something tugged at his shirt. He looked down and saw Victoria staring up at him with her big blue eyes.
"What is it, Victoria?" he asked.
She nervously wrung the hem of her shirt. "I know you're already busy, but can you teach me how to figure skate, please?"
He gasped in astonishment and happiness. He leaned down to his sister, his eyes watery. "Did I inspire you to take up figure skating?"
Victoria simply nodded.
Her brother squealed and scooped her up in his arms, embracing her tightly. He nuzzled her cheek against his until they were both red. "Of course I'll teach you! Anything for my little sestra!"
He set her down. "Papasha isn't working tomorrow, so we'll ask him to take us shopping for ice skates."
Victoria nodded. "Okay!"
The next morning at the dinner table, while the Russian family ate breakfast, Victor asked his dad if he could take him and Victoria to buy ice skates for her.
The father looked up in surprise at his son. "Ice skates?" He then turned to Victoria. "You want to do figure skating as well, little snowflake?"
Victoria eagerly nodded. "Yep! I want to figure skate just like big bratan Victor!"
Their mom laughed. "How precious. It seems you're a great role model to Victoria, Victor."
Victor bashfully flushed with a proud smile. "I am her big brother. So can you papasha, please?"
Papasha chuckled. "Of course Victor, as soon as you two finish eating breakfast."
Victor and Victoria scarfed down their food then their father drove them to the mall to the same shoe store that Victor bought his ice skates. Their dad sat on one of the benches, watching as Victor helped Victoria pick out her first ice skates since he was an expert on it.
Victoria pointed at a pair of skates on display. "I like this one!"
The ice skates were a light pink with small rhinestones decorating the area where the shoelaces were.
Victor nodded in approval. "They'll look so cute on you. Let's ask a clerk to see if they have one with soft padding inside. That way, you don't hurt your feet and you can grow comfortable wearing ice skates in the near future."
He managed to catch an employee and asked if the skates that Victoria picked had any padding in it.
"Let me see what I can find."
The clerk returned with the skates and handed them to Victor. The two silver-haired siblings also found skate guards to go with them then their father paid for everything.
When they returned home, Victor and Victoria ran outside, skates in their hands, to the large pond in their backyard. It was iced over, the solid water reflecting the sunlight. A small stone bench stood on the side, a light pile of snow dusting the surface.
Victoria lifted herself on the bench and took off her snow boots while Victor put on her new ice skates, instructing her how to tie her shoelaces. Victor then put on his own skates. As soon as he finished tying them, Victoria hopped off the bench and dashed to the pond.
She was so excited but it was replaced by confusion when a pair of arms around her waist stopped her. She looked up and saw that Victor held her back.
"Wait Victoria," he said. "Let me see if the ice is strong enough to support us, alright?"
Victor stepped on the frozen pond with one foot and put his weight on it. The ice didn't crack so he deemed it safe.
He turned to his sister with a smile. "You ready to start, 'Toria?"
Victoria nodded. "Yeah!"
Victor held out his hand. "Hold my hand, okay?"
His sister eagerly grasped his hand and held on tightly. Victor stepped on the ice and slowly pulled along Victoria as she made her first contact with the ice. She let out a surprised squeak as her feet slid out from under her. Her free arm flailed wildly as he attempted to find her balance but failed.
Victor, being calm as ever, simply grabbed her hand and continued pulling her.
"Relax Victoria," Victor instructed softly. "Get your feet under you and bend your knees like I'm doing."
Victoria gulped, slightly scared of skating now but imitated her brother's position as best as she could.
Victor nodded in approval. "Very good 'Toria, but you're leaning forward too much. Try to center yourself more."
She leaned back and straight. It felt awkward with her knees bent.
Sensing her discomfort, Victor sent her an encouraging smile. "I know it feels weird but it's the correct positon. Later, you won't even notice; it will feel natural to you. You're learning fast, sestra."
Victoria beamed brightly at her brother's praise.
He continued talking. "I'll keep pulling you until you perfect your balance, all right?"
She nodded in understanding. Victor skated backwards and in circles around the pond, him occasionally correcting his little sister if she forgot to bend her knees or leaning too much.
"It looks like you got the hang of it," Victor said, sliding to a stop.
Victoria skated right into him, not knowing how to stop yet. She looked up at him with an embarrassed blush as he held her shoulders to steady her.
Victor chuckled. "We'll work on that another time. Now, let's work on your feet." He placed his right leg behind with his foot out to the side slightly. "When you want to move forward, push off your toe from the side, not behind you. I'll hold your hand while you do it."
Victoria did as she was told. She stumbled a couple of times but caught on quickly. In little time, she was skating beside her brother who still held her hand.
"It will be easier if you think of your feet as pizza and French fries," Victor added as advice.
The silver-haired siblings continued skating together until it started snowing steadily.
"Let's head inside before we catch a cold," said Victor.
They took off their ice skates in a hurry and put on their snow boots before rushing to the house.
"Victor, can you teach me ice skating every day?" Victoria asked. "I know you have your own practice…"
Victor's eyes sparkled. "Of course! I'll always make time for you, little sestra!" he shouted wholeheartedly.
Victoria giggled at her brother's silliness.
From then on, every day after Victor finished with school and figure skating practice, he would immediately teach Victoria more about ice skating in general and what he learned during figure skating practice. He would even show off some jumps to her and Victoria would attempt them, only to fall on her butt.
Victor bit his tongue to hold in his laughter but a few chuckles escaped. His expression shifted to a sympathetic look when Victoria's eyes started welling up with tears. He glided to her and scooped her into his arms, holding her close to his chest. The older brother rubbed her back in a comforting manner while skating backwards at a leisurely pace.
"It's okay sestra," Victor stated. "You're doing great on everything else. The jumps are too advanced for your age but I know you'll get them eventually."
Victoria sniffled, nodding her head. Victor saw that she was still sad so he rubbed his nose against hers. She let out a cute laugh.
Victor grinned in return. "That's the smile I love to see."
And that's it for now! Thanks to all of you again for your continued support.
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